O great island Oriab,
Mighty port city.
Twin beacons;
Thon and Thal
Where ships sail...
The city rises steeply
The very flight of steps
Into this beautiful city,
Where the night calls all!
A canal which leads
To the lake of Yath.
On the shore of this lake,
Is an unnamed city...
Submitted: January 04, 2021
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Bert Broomberg
Nice description.
Mon, January 4th, 2021 2:15pm